The Taming of the Rogue
by Amanda McCabe
One Wicked Christmas
Jane Austen: Blood Persuasion
by Janet Mullany
Valiant Soldier, Beautiful Enemy 
Lady of Seduction
Mr Bishop and the Actress
by Janet Mullany
Little to Hex Her by Janet Mullany
in Bespelling Jane Austen
by Diane Gaston
To Kiss A Count by Amanda McCabe
The Unlacing of Miss Leigh by Diane Gaston
in Pleasurably Undone
Reader, I Married Him by Janet Mullany
To Bed a Libertine by Amanda McCabe
Improper Relations by Janet Mullany
The Wagering Widow (in High Society Affairs, Vol. 12) by Diane Gaston
The Maid's Lover by Amanda McCabe
Gallant Officer, Forbidden Lady by Diane Gaston
A Most Lamentable Comedy by Janet Mullany
Scandal by Carolyn Jewel
The Diamonds of Welbourne Manor by Diane Gaston, Amanda McCabe and Deb Marlowe
The Unlacing of Miss Leigh by Diane Gaston
High Seas Stowaway by Amanda McCabe
Scandalizing the Ton by Diane Gaston 
The Vanishing Viscountess by Diane Gaston
A Sinful Alliance by Amanda McCabe
Forbidden Shores by Jane Lockwood
A Notorious Woman by Amanda McCabe
The Rules of Gentility by Janet Mullany
Innocence and Impropriety by Diane Gaston
A Singular Lady by Megan Frampton
Lady Dearing's Masquerade by Elena Greene
by Elena Greene
by Amanda McCabe
by Laurel McKee
by Janet Mullany
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7 comments:
My reticule is cornflower blue, to match my eyes. At a picnic I emptied the contents out just as the Earl of Stud-Lee happened to be brooding next to me. His eyes fastened on the curious silver charm I always carried. With one flashing glance from his dark eyes, he pulled out the identical charm from his pocket.
'You truly are my adored Emmeline,' he whispered, clutching my hand, 'I thought Napoleon had separated us forever.'
My reticule is white, trimmed with lace. Within it I am carrying my dance card, and I have written Stud-Lee's name into every slot... thus proving my devotion to no-one but him.
My reticule looks just like Hermione Granger's beaded bag with the Undetectable Extension Charm. After I 'accio' all of Stud-Lee's possessions into my reticule, he's going to want to talk to me.
My reticule is purple velvet trimmed in black silk ribbons. Inside is the note he sent to Lady Too Snooty to Live. And, of course, my darling little pistol. Lady Too Snooty isn't interested in the tryst the Duke of Stud-Lee has suggested. But I AM! And if he hesitates, the pistol should be incentive enough to get him into my carriage!
You guys are good.
My reticule is navy blue with white piping. Inside I carry a small handkerchief trimmed in lace, a few shillings, and the solution to Fermat's Last Theorem. Needless to say, Lord Stud-Lee, member of a covert band of His Majesty's spies, is intrigued by the possibility that I could break the previously unbreakable code used by Napoleon's forces on the Continent. And the best thing is that we would have to work closely (ahem!) together.
My reticule is of dove-gray silk. Its reservedness matches my usual style of dress. I usually don't approach strange men (after all, one should be introduced first!), but I saw him in a park and he had the sweetest hound at his feet. As I had a few treats in my reticule, I couldn't help but offer one.
He wasn't thrilled at my "spoiling" his dog, but he grudgingly allowed it, and as we talked I was delighted to discover we are both attending the same ball this weekend! Something about the way he looked at me as I left makes me think I'll be seeing more of him- perhaps more than is quite proper...
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